Camping

So I spent my Labor Day weekend camping in Hood's Canal. For those of you who don't know where Hood's Canal is, it is on the Olympic peninsula in northern Washington state. My friend Garrett's grandparents built a cabin there and have a nice little camping spot off to the side.
Dez and I drove up Saturday morning, making stops in town for beer and gas. After about two and a half hours in the car we arrived. We were immediately greeted by Garrett and his wife Irina and some nice ice cold brews.
After setting up our tents we decided to go out and check the crab pots. I've got a keeper below and Garrett is fucking ecstatic. Look at the look on his face. It looks like me on Christmas 1985 when I opened up my Nintendo Entertainment System.
Here is that same crab getting the "official" measurements done. Way to be "Gary"!
Here is Dez, myself and Garrett looking tough with the two keepers we had out of the six crab pots. The next day Garrett, Dez, and Collin went out and got three more crabs. It was pretty much awesome.
As for the rest of the weekend, Collin, Erica and Eddie B. all showed up Saturday night and camped. Between the seven of us, we consumed three cases of Bud Light, two six-packs of Skinny Dip, a six-pack of Saison, a half gallon of Vodka, a fifth of Bourbon and two Olde English 40 ozs. (way to go Dez and Ed). Besides trying to pollute our livers, we went hiking at Fort Holden State Park near Port Townsend. We also tossed the frisbee around quite a bit. We would've played some wiffleball but I'm a dumbass and forgot to bring my wiffleball bat.
Sunday night Garrett got extremely wasted. Extremely. He kept fucking with Ed to the point he couldn't sleep, and somehow I woke up halfway in my tent and halfway out. WTF? I found out later that Garrett had pulled me out but I was in a very "relaxed" state at that time and there was no waking me.
All in all it was a great weekend. It was so nice to get out of town and relax. So how was your Labor Day?